The world that matters

Suns are extinguished, and from the remains new ones are created. Space is revolving in the dead of the night, dancing forevermore. The world is on the brink of something, still green and blooming. Clouds are somewhere hiding and time zones are still counting time. Lives pass by and others are born. People are occupied with the rush of the everyday living, moving step at the time toward: feelings, goals… This heat boiling our blood, reminding us that we’re forged in fire. Summer, it smells exactly like in the middle of it:)

And I’ve got just a single place to go… close and closer to you. So that I can close my eyes and never feel tired again;)

EL Zilcho

We’re running on fumes, betting heavily against us, the leverage is running thin. Gambling, just because we want to be in uncertainty…

Suddenly, the odds catch up with us. Fucking gravity… and right there, before that bottomless plunge, we don’t cash out and live happily ever after, because we just got to lose, until there’s nothing left, when all assets are ruined to the ground! 

El zilcho, fuck it! Reboot is the only way we feel alive, only here we find freedom! 

Care for a dance?

Breathe INN

We spend lifetime in discovering, we search to find. And we find… then we attach feelings to memories, carefully and orderly archiving them in our vast consciousness, patiently filling the water of oneself drop by drop. From the deep endless limbo all the way up to the creation of the present moment, that fiery ocean of the ego is full; and yet we require more. And we acquire!

We learn and achieve, sometimes we build and sometimes we ruin. Never failing to remember, we know what to say to the image in the mirror. The echo is never stronger than the voice!

Our curious nature is on to us, it’s chasing. We compose notes on the thin string of life, and we dance… dancing is in the genes!

Knowing that life is a gamble, we yearn and burn!